AN*hello, guess what? i got another job! yeah money...no less time to update AHHH! no worry's though, i am committed, but please don't hate me for sluggish updates. i'll quit and take up coffee drinking if i have too!
note-Theodore and Tracy are not yet dating, but will be shortly, if not in the next chapter then the one after that for sure. i only say this so there isn't any confusion later on when Theo discusses his girlfriendlessness.
JenniDCP-thanks for the encouragement!
Cecilia-i'm glad your so anxious for this story and i thank you for reading my other stories, and more importantly liking them. it's always nice to feel appreciated.
foreverthename-thanks for following, i'll try to update quickly...or at least at an acceptable pace.
discliamer-please refer to the prolouge...assuming i remembered to write one, and i'm not going to go check so we'll all just assume i did.
Chapter 2- good morning
The great hall was buzzing with mumbled good mornings and the hurried scratching of quill on parchment of those finishing up their essay's, as Odilia tucked into her breakfast at the end closes to the door of the Slytherin table.
"Ah, what would the morning be without eggs Benedict?" Odilia sighed, slicing into the breakfast delicacy.
"Not worth the effort of getting up." Millicent declared as she inhaled the contents of her plate.
"So Olli, what exactly is going on between you and Blaise?" Tracy inquired as she twirled her fork between her fingers.
"We may be kissing, swapping spit or doing the dirty, a proper lady never tells." Odilia replied airily.
"Oh you guys, guess what I did last night!" Pansy proclaimed as she ran to join them at the table, "If you haven't gotten it already, it starts with an S and ends with a mess of white stuff." the girls broke into peels of laughter at Pansy's indecency, Daphne not all that far behind Pansy just rolled her eyes.
"Publish it in the Daily Prophet why don't you." Daphne remarked as she took her customary seat beside Odilia and across from Pansy.
"Is that sarcasm I hear?" Pansy mock questioned with a laugh.
"I don't know Pansy, with the things that come out of your mouth… not exactly fit for print." Tracy considered, accusingly waving her fork. Pansy just waved her off.
"Daphne, how much did you write for McGonagall's essay?" Odilia asked as she buttered an English muffin. "Did you do the full 12 inches, or did you settle at 10?"
"There was an essay?" Millicent gasped dropping her fork with a clatter.
"Yeah, we were supposed to write about the spell, that turned that thing into the other thing." Pansy affirmed.
"Shit…will somebody let me copy them?" Millicent asked, rifling through her notes.
"McGonagall will notice, you'll end up in detention." Tracy advised, sipping from her coffee.
"Ugh, then I have to go." Millicent groaned gathering up her books and loose papers just to shove them, non to orderly, back into her bag.
"Your not seriously going to write it are you?" Pansy's jaw dropped. "Please don't, we can fail together." She offered with a dazzling smile.
"Ha, me write an essay." Millicent laughed. "No, I'm going to see if I can convince Crabbe to give me his."
"Good luck," Daphne called, turning to finally answer Odilia's question "You'll do fine Olli, I quite after 7 inches."
On her way to the boys Millicent stopped to pick up a gleaming goblet so she could once over herself. She checked her makeup hadn't smudged, the food was out of her teeth and her that hair was presentable. Maybe if she ruffled it enough her flat, limp, dead locks may spontaneously be brought back to life. Unfortunately, her ash brown hair still hung like a dead thing on her cheeks.
Well, 2 out of 3 was still a pass.
Taking the empty seat beside Crabbe, Millicent adjusted her posture, cleared her
throat and gently tapped him on the shoulder. The rest of the group was to
engrossed in there own conversation to notice Millicent and Crabbe's exchange of words
"…and that's why I think Floppers come in so many colours." Blaise concluded with a smile.
Draco nodded, "Seems as good a reason as any." While the rest of the group just
had there eyebrows at odd heights in there confusion.
"You can't fly through a rainbow Blaise, it's an optical illusion." Theodore
reasoned, which lead to more uneven eyebrow alignments. "There not actually
there."
"Oh, then what the hell is the Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Violet
arch in the sky?" Draco protested, to which Theo gave an exasperated groan.
"You can only see them, not touch them." Theo clarified losing his patients, as though he had any.
"But Blaise said that they had flown through them, so, they really didn't have to
touch them?" Goyle's testify came as a question. To which Blaise nodded.
"That's right Goyle, see Nott, it's still plausible." Blaise confirmed smugly.
"No it's not! You can't turn colours by walking through a rainbow! It's not possible!" Theo huffed absolutely livid.
"Jeez Theo, need a tampon?" Draco smirked. Blaise grinned ear to ear and gave
Draco a high five, along with many comments of praise as Theo grumbled
bitterly to himself.
"Dude chill, were just kidding." Blaise grinned, "Well, Malfoy might not be."
"Why are you so pissed off all the time anyway?" Draco inquired before draining his goblet.
"I am-" Theo didn't get to finishing that sentence for his friends 'yeah, right, okay' glares silenced him. "I need to get laid." He murmured, barely over a whisper.
"Then go get a girlfriend…" Goyle stated.
"It's not that simple!" Theo snapped.
"Well, it could be if you weren't so picky" Draco mumbled into his freshly poured coffee.
Theo shot him death glare. "Look, I'm not just going to go date anybody. That's pathetic."
"And whining like a pussy over breakfast isn't?" Draco inquired with the raised brow he was so notorious for.
"Breakfast isn't public or gossiped about, plus it's not as though I have to be seen walking around with it…" Theo reasoned
"Ah, your just shallow!" Blaise realized a bit to loudly.
"As a kiddy pool." Nott confirmed giving up on his toast for he never much cared for the stuff.
"Then your never going to get laid, what would a hot girl want with you?" Goyle pointed out.
Draco near choked on his coffee and Blaise was holding his stomach as though it was going to split.
"Goyle. Goyle. Goyle. Goyle." Blaise chocked out between peels of laughter, while Draco attempted to breath, for when laughing so hard one can find such things difficult. "That. Was. Brilliant." Goyle just shrugged.
"Yeah, Ha, ha, so funny. What am I supposed to do to change that?" Theo demanded irritably. The occupants of the conversation turned to face Draco.
"Why's everybody looking at me?" Draco implored. "I don't know."
"Oh come off it, your dating Pansy Parkinson, she could easily be one of the hottest girls of our year" Theo argued.
"…if Daphne didn't go here of course." Blaise added.
"Alright fine I do know, but if it doesn't work don't come crying to me, k." Draco replied "All you have to do is date an uglier girl." Theo made a face of utmost disgust. "Not an ugly girl, just one…. not as pretty."
"Are you stupid-" Theo exclaimed, knocking his goblet over in the process.
"Eh, here me out." Draco began in defense of his advice. "You date a girl not as pretty, and she'll then start to think, how does she have a boyfriend and I don't, or, he never even attempted to ask me out first. That's when you make your move." Draco advised "for now they want to prove how pretty they are. If not to you to themselves." Draco finished with crossed arms waiting for the others to connect the dots.
Theo stared thoughtfully off into space for a moment, glancing around the room at not as pretty girls, his gaze settling on the Tracy Davis "That-actually makes sense enough, I mean, any attractive girl knows it right? So naturally they would become jealous…" Theo agreed, liking his idea more and more as he formed it.
"And you doubted him." Blaise smirked. Just then some first year dropped a bag of exploding snaps causing quite the ruckus.
"How do they get em to 'splode like that?" Goyle wondered aloud.
"Well I think," Blaise began, to which Theo groaned.
AN*what is Theo planning? did Milli get Crabbe's essay from him? you'll soon find out, if not next chapter next after that i promise. for any Astoria fans, she will be appearing next chapter.